
pene-50300528 @pene-50300528
I used to live with my mother. She was always angry at me no matter what I did. One day she threw me out of the house when I was 16 years old. That is when I started living on the streets.
At first it was hard. I had to beg for food and sleep in alleys. But after a few months, I started getting used to it. I found ways to survive. Some people helped me out. They gave me food and let me use their showers.
But one day I got arrested for vagrancy because I didn't have any ID or money on me. The police took me to jail and I was scared that my mother would find out that I had been in there, so I just told them I had a bad home life when they asked me what happened. They let me go after one night in jail.